Chapter 291 – ♥♥ Re: Evaluate

Day 32 (Cont)

"See, my Lord. That wasn't so bad, was it?" Jean said, removing her towel and sitting down beside him in the hot tub.

"Not at all," John replied, leaning back and looking towards the ceiling instead of ogling her naked form. "I'll admit, I was expecting something... else."

"Well, we have one last thing planned for you, Milord, but there is no rush. The village is quiet right now; just sit back and relax for the evening." Lina said, the short woman sitting on his other side, the bubbles from the tub's jets hiding her naked body completely.

Several other women nodded in agreement, each of them naked in the bathtub with him. Other than Lina, these were the women who would be guards for the expedition Jean was leading, and he had just finished 'Blessing' them all in the pool with strength and good fortune for their journey ahead, by pouring water on their hair while saying a few simple words and then kissing their foreheads. He didn't have any actual blessing magic, so he moved his Healing Hands magic to his lips, so at least it seemed like there was some magic involved.

Jean had assured him that it wasn't an issue, as most god-blessed people didn't actually have long-lasting magic blessing spells either, but it was the ceremony that would bring the attention of the gods upon the blessed. He had no clue if that was true, or if these gods would do anything to actually help them, but weirder things had happened to him since he came to DEN, so he didn't doubt her claims too much. 

"Where did you come up with that blessing?" He asked Jean once she had taken her seat and gotten comfortable.

"From our conversation the other day, my Lord. It seemed appropriate considering the two gods who have chosen to bless you."

"From beginnings to ends, may your journeys find you safely returned home again?" He said, repeating the words she had him bless the women with. 

"It is something simple and easy to remember." She replied, touching his leg lightly as she looked up at him, "A blessing doesn't need to be complicated, as it's the meaning behind it that matters."

"I suppose. This is all new to me, so I'll take your word on it." 

"Some people want more ceremony when worshipping, the length of the ceremony making it feel more meaningful for them, but we thought you would prefer things to be short and sweet," Lina said, bobbing up and down on his other side, he head barely held above the waterline.

"You're not wrong. Here, you can't be comfortable down there." He said, scooping her up with his arm and depositing her on his left leg. 

"Ah! Ah... thank you, Milord." She squeaked a little as he planted her on his leg.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I should have asked you first." He replied, wanting to facepalm himself for being so forward with her.

"It's fine, you can do as you wish with my body, Milord."

"You know I wouldn't force myself on you like that. I was just worried you were about to drown."

"Are you saying I'm short?" She said, turning around slightly and raising her eyebrow at him.

"Well... Yes, you are. Did someone tell you otherwise?" He said teasingly, smiling down at the tiny woman.

"Hah, no. I know I'm as short as a dwarf. I just want you to relax more around us."

"What do you mean?"

"You have been treating us like we are some porcelain dolls that might break if you touch us. For the most part, most of us are doing much better now, and you don't need to walk around on eggshells with us anymore."

"She's right, Rou- Errr Milord. You saved us from that dungeon, and those traumas will be with us forever, but most of the time, we are fine. It would feel better if you treated us as normal people, not as some sick invalids." The Berserker said, the scarred woman sitting across from him, her thick legs entwined with his; the hot tub was quite large, but it wasn't designed for someone his size. 

"There are still a couple who are having issues, like Angel and Jill, but otherwise, we have come to accept that we are safe, and you won't hurt us." 

"Jill... the black-haired woman I see up on the balcony most mornings?" He asked.

"Yes. She still hasn't spoken since we were saved, but she is doing much better than before. Give her time. Now, what are you planning on doing once we leave?" Jean asked, changing the topic. 

John was more than happy to move the conversation away from their past. He explained that he planned to spend a lot of time making bricks so they could build more buildings, while the village focused on pushing the forest back even further, preparing the ground for the new animals the women planned to bring back with them. He was also planning on exploring the lands around them more, to see if they could find other things they could use in the village, or at least mark its location down for them to explore further at a later date. 

The conversation then shifted to their journey, which was more than just recruiting and gathering supplies. They wanted to gather information about what was happening in the surrounding nations and get in touch with a few people they wanted to let know they were still alive. He asked them again if they were sure they didn't want to return to human lands, but they assured him it was more for closure on their part, and they would be returning in a month or so. Reading their thoughts told him that they were being sincere, so he dropped his concerns and leaned back again and allowed his mind to drift, absently rubbing Lina's leg while he let the heat of the water work on loosening his aching muscles.

A faint bell ringed from somewhere below them, causing him to wake up. Jean patted his leg and spoke. "My Lord, the last event of the evening is prepared. If you will follow us to the other room, we can get started." She stood up and offered him a towel. The other women stood and wrapped their own bodies as well. 

"Of course." He replied, taking the offered towel and wrapping it around his waist before climbing out of the tub. He was quite content to relax where he was, but other than their nudity, there were no overly sexual things happening, so he decided he would entertain her offer.

I really thought they were going to make this all sexual, but so far it's just been hanging out and enjoying each other's company. They are right, though. I don't know why I'm so worried about things the last few days. I keep expecting we will come under attack, or the place will catch fire, or some other tragic event. 

He followed them out of the grotto into the main pool area where he had helped Lina give birth nearly a month ago. Where the two massage tables were before, stood a much larger massage table, one that was nearly ten feet long and wide enough that even he could lie on it comfortably. It appeared to be stitched together from leather hides, with a black cloth surrounding its frame. Several towels covered its surface, topped with a thin pillow at its head. The lights were turned down low, and dozens of candles were burning away on several nearby tables, providing most of the room's illumination and giving off a nice lilac scent.

Ahh, there is the sexual thing I was worried about. 

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Spoiler

Erotic Massage/Milking Table

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"Jean"

"Shh, My Lord. We just want to give you something to show our appreciation for all your hard work. Please, lie down face up, relax, and let us do the rest." Jean said, placing her hand on his chest. 

He looked around at the seven women with him, all with warm smiles on their faces, then gave up. He was too turned on to care anymore.

Damn you, Alec.

He lay down on the table as she directed, adjusting his towel as his last line of defence against whatever was going to happen. Surprisingly, they did not drop their towels and climb on top of him. Instead, they moved to the side tables, grabbed some oils, and brought them back to him. One on each of his limbs, two at his torso, leaving Jean at his head. He couldn't really see her face from her massive breasts blocking his view, so he just closed his eyes and waited.

One by one, they started to drizzle warm oil onto his body, even on his half-arm, then a dozen hands began to massage him simultaneously. He then felt a pair of oily hands begin rubbing his temples, slowly working their way along the sides of his head. It was probably one of the most relaxing feelings he had ever felt, and he let out a loud sigh after a few moments. "This feels wonderful."

"Do you like our surprise?"

"Very much so."

"It was Lina's idea to do this to show our appreciation for everything you have done." 

"I wanted to give you one by myself, Milord, but with your new size, it made more sense to get a little more help from a few others. One thing came to another, and this was the result." Lina said, digging her fingers into his right arm. 

"I appreciate it. Though please drop the 'my Lord' stuff right now. It seems inappropriate for this setting." John replied, enjoying this unexpected pampering.

"You're built like an oak tree now, Rou. You would be an incredible tank for any adventurer's party." The Berserker said, rubbing one of his feet with her powerful fingers. The Monk was beside her, doing the same thing with his other foot.

"Thanks, though I prefer to be a healer. I did try the tank role once, and nearly had my head caved in the process."

"What? When did this happen?"

"One of the other worlds I visited, where I learned my healing magic. Let me tell you..." He said, and started to tell them all about his journey so far. He left out a few details; heck, he was sure he had forgotten a few of them by now, but he did his best. 

He melted into the massage table as they continued to work his muscles, the women below slowly working up his legs, while the women to his sides worked on his chest, abs, and shoulders. Little John was pitching a wild tent with the towel, but no one took it off, which he took as a blessing and a curse. He wanted some relief, but was more than willing to wait until later if this was just going to be a normal massage.

"Those must have been powerful blows this Terra was taking when her armour was breaking. How did she survive?" Jean said, her own skills making her a frontline fighter who was built to take punishment.

"She is a Bearfolk woman, and built very solidly. The next time she went down, I thought it was going to be the end of us. If it wasn't for my fiancé, Nanaella, leading a group of Paladins to our rescue, it would have been." He replied, enjoying the scalp massage Jean was giving him. "I was a very different man then, more broken than whole. Though, I at least had both arms at the time. I'm still not sure how I'm going to explain a missing limb to her when I return. Or this replacement eye. Hell, I just hope I am a human when I return to that world, and not an ogre."

"Well, it won't help you right now, but there are powerful clerics in this world who can easily regrow limbs. Not to mention monsters with those abilities that you could... eat." Lina said.

"There are? Damn, I would like to find one of those someday."

"I'll see what I can dig up at the guild when I get the chance. So, you don't like your new body?" The Berserker said, having moved up to his thighs. "I think it is really impressive."

"It's not about liking it or not, but what it is... and this power that was given to me. I'm hungry for everything. I ate a few rocks when I was down in the mine, wondering if they tasted good or not. Rocks! Who eats a rock? Raw meat looks appetizing to me as well, and don't get me started on the damn sexual urges all these skills are giving me. It's like my body is telling me to breed with any female in sight, regardless of whether I even know them or not. It's so hard to keep my lust in check that I am happy I found Riana when I did. I don't want to be this monster if I have to fight every urge I have at all hours of the day. I don't think it's a battle I can win."

The hands stopped for a moment, and he realized he was ranting about sexual urges to the very crowd of women whom he rescued from the goblin breeding den. "Sorry, I shouldn't have brought that up. It's my burden to bear; you shouldn't need to worry about it."

I was too damn relaxed.

"You can use me, Milord, if it becomes too much," Lina said.

"And me," The Berserker.

"All of us." Another couple of voices at once.

"We are yours, if you need it. We meant that, my Lord." Jean added. "I wasn't lying when I said a human wouldn't lie with us again, that we are spoiled goods. If you need some relief from these urges, we would welcome the contact, as long as you are gentle with us."

"Why?"

"We went from a dark dungeon to living like Queens. You have given us everything we could ever dream of, and have made plans to make our lives even more incredible. So what if you're an Ogre? I would gladly bear your children to live in this world you have created for us." Lina said, hopping up on the table and sat on his chest. She grinned playfully. "But tonight, just relax, and let us take care of you. You deserve this, and more."

Her soft brown eyes had a playful expression that matched the grin on her face. She undid the towel that was covering her fairly petite body, allowing it to drop to the floor. Her breasts were still swollen with milk; the two small melons actually looked large on her frame, her pink nipples poking out to the sides. She grabbed a jar of oil and let it drip down her chest, then rubbed her body with her hands before grabbing her breasts and giving them a slight squeeze.

 She continued, giving him a show of playing with her body, before lying down on top of his chest and slowly moving back and forth. He could feel her rigid nipples rub along his skin as she rubbed them all along his chest. The skin-to-skin contact with the oil felt incredible, and he wanted to make love to her right that instant, but his good arm was also pinned down, another woman with larger breasts holding it down, sliding her breasts along it as well. He could feel a similar sensation on his legs, and then he was blinded for a moment as Jean removed her towel and her massive breasts were dropped on his face.

He felt his towel slide away, freeing Little John, then four hands grasping his shaft and sack, the pair of hands slowly working him up and down while the other two were massaging him gently. A large nipple was pressed into his mouth, preventing him from talking further as kisses rained down on the rest of his body as the women pampered him. 

He felt a thumb rubbing his glans, and what he thought was a couple of pairs of lips kissing his balls. He sucked on the nipple that was presented to him, and pulsed his Healing Hands magic throughout his body, giving everyone who was holding him good feelings in return for their pleasant ministrations. 

After a little time, Jean removed her nipple, then took his lips with hers, their tongues entwining. Lina was next, eagerly pressing her lips to his as the women stroking him started to thumb his glans, increasing his stimulation. One after another, the women came up to his face and kissed him, while others took care of Little John at the other end, stroking him at a gentle pace, or sliding their bodies along his limbs. He was becoming overstimulated with the sheer amount of flesh being pushed against his own.

"Now, My Lord. Turn over so we can do your other side." Jean said, releasing him from the kiss.

Overwhelmed with sensations, he started to obey her when he noticed that they had removed one of the towels from the table, revealing a hole around his waist level. 

"What is this?" He asked.

"It's so we can continue to take care of you while you're on your front. Just relax, and let us do our magic." Lina said, smiling sheepishly. 

"It was her idea to massage you. We had the artisans build this table especially for you." Jean said, whispering in his ear seductively while rubbing his chest. "Don't worry, you will still have your release, my Lord."

"I wasn't worried about that; I just have never seen a table like this before." He said, flipping over and centring himself over the hole. 

The women surrounded his body again, pouring more warm oil on him and massaging the other side of his body. He felt their hands on his body, working the muscles in his back with the oil and releasing even more of the tension that had been building over the last month. He also felt a finger gliding along his member, then taking a hold of it, stroking him much faster than they had before.

"I hope you're enjoying your surprise, my Lord," Jean said, massaging his neck and traps.

"Damn, this feels amazing." He said, unable to tell from this position who was under the table taking care of Little John.

"Just release whenever you're ready, Milord. It doesn't have to stop here. We are yours whenever you want." Lina said, gliding across his back and pausing to nibble on his ear.

"All night long if needed." The Berserker said, grabbing his ass cheeks.

That's it, I'm taking her first, then the muscle mommy Berserker, then the cards will fall wherever they lay. I'll deal with these damn 'Skills' when I return to DEN. Otherwise, they won't be getting much of a story out of me if I can't think clearly without having sex three times a day.

Battered and scarred, these women were hardly the most attractive ones he had started developing relationships with since he began his journey, but that mattered little to him. He would love and care for them until their dying days, for the love and concern they showed him that evening.

He felt a pair of lips kissing Little John, making him realize his Ejaculation Control Skill was active. So overwhelmed with sensations, he hardly realized it was still on, so he shut it off, then switched his load to taste like something fruity. He was ready for more than just a blow job, but he wanted to enjoy this pampering a little while longer.

He was about to warn whoever was sucking him that he was about to cum, but Lina had slid up his back again and took his lips with hers, preventing him from doing more than grunting.

With a flex of his pelvic girdle, he released his load into the waiting mouth below.

She had been waiting for what felt like hours in the dark, listening to the conversations above her as Rou was receiving a massage from her sisters and the Mother. She was supposed to join them, but had chickened out once she had rung the bell to let them know that everything was ready and hid under the table. 

She listened intently as he told them stories about his past and his journey through DEN, and the frustrations he was feeling now with everything that he had been given by those horny gods. She felt herself drawn even more toward him, wanting to ease his burdens rather than continue being a liability.

Suddenly, light appeared inside the enclosed space for a moment as the towel covering the hole was removed, then Rou lay over it, sliding that monster of his into the opening. She ignited some magic, casting a blue orb of light to the side of the space, letting her finally see his thing up close. 

It was long, thick and intimidating, its shaft covered with oil and saliva from the other women's tender ministrations. She hesitantly ran a finger from its base to the tip, watching his precum ooze from the tip. 

It was kind of funny. Ee was eagerly wanting to have sex with Rou, but was waiting until Mi went first, wanting to make sure her friend wasn't forgotten by him. In turn, Mi was waiting for her to go first, or to walk away from them completely and just be his friend. She had thought about it, but finally decided to take steps in the right direction to make sure he knew she wanted to be with him, in this world and the others, even with all his other women around. 

I'll become useful to him, even if it's just to help sate his growing lust. 

She wanted to be more than that, to help him in all his travels, but she knew she needed to get better. To stop forgetting things, to not spaz out because things were not going how she wanted, or to mock others because they did something dumb. She wanted to be the one he turned to for help, not because she was the only option left, but because he could rely on her to get the job done. 

Grabbing a hold of that monster, she started to stroke him, moving herself so she was looking directly down the shaft. It almost felt like she was holding a gun to her face, and after a thought, she giggled a little because it kind of was. She kissed the oozing tip and licked the salty precum off her lips. She wasn't a huge fan of the salty taste, but it was a minor thing to do for the man she was coming to care deeply for. 

This whole massage table came from one of her books, and she helped the other tradeswomen build it when she heard how Lina wanted to give their lord a massage as a reward. She had pictured herself in this exact position hundreds of times, taking care of her hero while he was unaware of who was currently taking care of him. She felt herself getting excited, and used her other hand to start stimulating herself as she continued to kiss the head of the monster, slowly wrapping her lips around it. 

It was big, much larger than the dildo she had been trying to practice on, but she slowly managed to get the entire head into her mouth, licking his glans while stimulating her clit. The flavour began to change, almost tasting like pineapple. She swore she had a dream of it tasting like pineapples at some point, which spurred her to stroke him faster as she continued to lick up his precum. 

Lost in the motions, she started to take it further into her mouth when she heard him grunting from above, and a hot jet of cum sprayed from its tip, filling her mouth. She held onto it for a moment, continuing to stroke him, before taking her lips off of it.

I did it!

She was happy. It might have just been a blow job, not actual sex, but it was a step in the direction she wanted to go-

Hot cum continued to spray her, interrupting her thoughts, covering her face and breasts liberally with his seed.  She was amazed at how much he was hosing her down with, with each blast covering her with even more of his spunk. Finally, after the tenth or eleventh blast, he seemed to be finished, and she swallowed what was already in her mouth before using her fingers to start wiping the rest off and eating it as well.

<Skill Acquired - Piloting - Adept+>

She was so startled by the window that popped up, she didn't notice that Rou had moved until he heard him chant out "Middle Heal" and the screams of pleasure shouted by the women above her.

What? I can learn skills doing…this?

The sounds of lovemaking brought Sui out of her thoughts, and she leaned back on the pillow she had brought with her, fingering herself while Rou made love to all her sisters and the mother above her, wondering if she would sound like they did when she finally had her first time.